Lamb envy

The Merino crosses across the road have had lambs. Lots of them. Several weeks ago. This ewe seems to be the babysitter of the group, or she collects lambs. She issued a challenge to Snowy and I as we passed by,

and then proceeded to muster her charges over by the creek and well away from us. She reminded me of a primary school teacher I used to have.
I wonder if these lambs get stories told to them under the trees. I wish we had lambs. I know we will eventually but I'm impatient. The ewes are incredibly, overwhelmingly, mind-numbingly patient and will take their sweet time. This ewe let her lambs spread out to graze and play again as soon as we moved on. Just to taunt me with their cute antics.